Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train

And I was feelin' near as faded as my jeans

Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained

It rode us all the way into New Orleans

Now I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana

And I was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah

Windshield wipers slappin' time, I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine

We sang every song that driver knew, yeah



Freedom was just another word for nothin' left to lose

Nothin' and it's all there bubbling me

And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues

Listen up, feelin' good was good enough for me

Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee



From the Kentucky coal mine to the California sun

There Bobby shared the secrets of my soul

Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done

Now Bobby baby help me hold it over

One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away

He's lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it

Cause I'd trade all o' my tomorrows for one single yesterday

To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine



Freedom was just another word for nothin' left to lose

Nothin', that's all that Bobby left me, yeah

But if feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues

You know, feelin' good was good enough for me, mm-hmm

Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee



La-da-da La-da-da-da La-da-da da-da da-da

La-da-da da-la-da la-da, Bobby McGee, yeah

La-da-la-da-la-da La-da-la-da-da

La-da-la-da-la-la, Bobby McGee, yeah

La-da-da La-da-da La da-da La da-da

La-da-da La da-da La da-da

Bobby McGee, yeah

Lo-da-lo da-la-lo-da-la

Lo-da-la-lo da-la-lo la-la-lo la-la-lo la-la

Hey, my Bobby, Bobby Bobby McGee, yeah



Lord, I call you my lover, call you my man

I said I call you my lover, just the best I can, c'mon

Hey now Bobby now, hey now Bobby McGee, yeah

La-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-la

Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, yeah!